Chapter 311: Leather Bound
He leaned close enough that his voice was nothing but a low growl in her ear.
"Thanks for the meal."
Nyx let out a sultry purr as soon as she heard his words, grinding her ass back into his crotch with a motion that was equal parts teasing and needy.
"I did say I’d cook for the gang, didn’t I? Hehe!" she giggled, tilting her head back just enough to steal a kiss from him. Her lips brushed against his with that signature impish heat of hers, before she pulled away with a wicked grin. "Enjoy the meal! I worked hard for it."
Kaiden’s eyes narrowed, not in suspicion, but in a slow realization. She wasn’t just being her usual bratty, smug self who liked to be beneath him in bed. No, today she was extra submissive. Every move, every gesture, was designed to melt into him, to offer herself in a way that screamed surrender while keeping her playful edge alive. It was new... and it was intoxicating.
His hand slid down her back, possessive and slow, before reaching lower. With no hesitation in his motions whatsoever, Kaiden spread her ass apart, revealing the tightly puckered star she’d so shamelessly displayed for him. The sight was enough to draw a sharp inhale through his teeth. The smooth curve of her ass framed that forbidden hole like a decadent jewel, its twitching anticipation only making his cock throb harder in his underwear.
Nyx giggled at the way his stare lingered, the sound dripping with mischief. "Mmm, caught you staring~" Only then did he realize that at the end of the bed, Nyx had placed a mirror. As such, she—and all the viewers—could observe what he did with her being bound in the bondage gear and at his mercy.
Kaiden didn’t even try to deny it. How could he? As someone who had spent years binging a lot of porn, there was no chance this particular category hadn’t crossed his screen more than once. And the truth?
... The truth was that every time he saw it, he’d wondered what it would be like, how it would feel, how much tighter, how much more forbidden.
And now here it was. Not just an option, but laid out in front of him in the form of the most sinful banquet imaginable.